C18 Vanished

The Oyabun’s office still echoed in Riku’s head when he and Keiji stepped back into the cool night. The old man’s voice had been heavy, laced with warnings Riku didn’t want to hear.

"Be careful, Riku. That boy you’re chasing—he’s not just a distraction. He’s a wound waiting to bleed you dry. Your father gave his life for me. I won’t watch you throw yours away."

The words gnawed at him